Chapter 256

---- Chapter 256 Giselle turned around and found herself staring at a bald man with a brutish face. He leered at her, speaking in a language from somewhere in the Southeast that she couldn't understand. However, his gestures and the way his eyes roamed over her made his intent all too clear-he wanted her to entertain him. "My apologies, sir," she said in Edevanian as she tried to break free from his hold. "I'm just the medic here. I don't take customers." Yet, the bald man, with his rough skin and mean features, wanted her.

He shoved aside the woman he had chosen and dragged Giselle into the room beside them. Giselle felt sick just looking at him and refused to let him force himself on her. Hence, she decided to run out and find one of the handlers to explain her situation. The moment he started undressing , she bolted for the door. However, she had barely taken two steps when the bald man seized her, slapped her hard across the face, and shoved her to the ground. Pain shot through her elbow as it scraped against the ground, making her grit her teeth as everything around her spun.

The bald man was about to pull down his pants and take her ---- right there when a familiar figure appeared at the door. It was Orin. 'The moment he took in what was happening, he rushed inside and helped Giselle to her feet. "She's mine," he said coldly, placing himself squarely between her and the bald man. " She's off limits. Choose someone else." "T want her!" the bald man snapped. "I've seen all the others, and she's the only one I'm most satisfied with. I'll pay double, so let me use her. Or better yet, we can share her!" Orin didn't let the money tempt him.

He turned him down flatly, "Even if you offered ten times the price, my answer's still no. If that bothers you, you can enjoy a few more women for what you're paying. But you can't lay a hand on her." They spoke in Edevanian , so Giselle understood everything . Orin had always put the paying customers above everything else. He never failed to greet them warmly, and if a woman upset one of them, he would punish her on the spot. Giselle never thought he would pass on the money and offend the customer before him to protect her. It genuinely caught her off guard.

Noticing how firmly Orin shielded Giselle, the bald man had no choice but to back off and sullenly pick another woman. "Thank you," she murmured , the words slipping out before she could stop herself. ---- When he noticed her swollen cheek and the blood at the corner of her lips, Orin reached into his pocket, pulled out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped it away for her. It was the first time she had felt such warmth from him. Giselle stiffened , hardly believing what she was seeing. She couldn't believe that the same man who had once struck her was now carefully wiping away her blood.

Even his cold gaze had softened a lot. Giselle had always believed that a man who had spent years in the gray areas of life would never be like the normal men she had known, that feelings simply didn't exist in his world. To him, women were nothing more than a means of pleasure and a tool for money. However, at that moment, she realized she might have overestimated his cruelty. After wiping away the blood from the corner of her lips, Orin asked her to sit down before pulling out disinfectant and cotton swabs from her medical kit and gently cleaning the scrape on her elbow.